In my deepest sleep I am weaving a dream.
I am sewing the hopes of a future scheme.
I hem an embrace for my lover and I
That never unravels through hurt or lie.
In my deepest dream I am making a day
For my lover and I, which is never grey.
I embroider the sky in cornflower blue,
Then I knit us a house with a country view.
In my deepest repose I begin to stitch
A castle of joy in which we will feel rich
I am making a day like has never been,
With my lover and I as the central theme.
Fay, that is such a lovely muse. Just make sure that you have enough thread. Much enjoyed Steve
Fay, this is sew good. I am sure you will complete your tapestry before you wake. 10/10 Regards, Ian
Fay this is FANTASTIC! ! ! I love your creativity in this, making with love all of the things for happiness...AWESOME! ! an easy favorite :) 10
May your days be as heartwarming as your poems. Thank you. Regards Ann
Love it! Love it! A real dream of a poem. A pleasure to read and so well constructed and produced. Excellent words and storyline. Well done. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
In my dream i have prepared, the foundations of love solid with trust, with a little help from above building a future, to keep out the cold a place where young lovers, never grow old
Oh, this is such a cute embroidery! Especially the knitted house with country view! I loved that one! Thanks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fay, keep dreaming as your weaving sounds beautiful. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend. Hugs David